Monday, January 17, 2011

Death is the ultimate statistic, one out of one of us dies

George Bernard Shaw, you make a sound point! So, we all die and it is as certain and inevitability as life itself, yet we reject and deny it? Am I the only one who thinks that the Media is down-right obsessive-compulsive when it comes to death and dying? What feeds this morbid fascination? Most people do not want to talk about death. It's not dinner conversation, if you know what I mean. It's one of those things that just makes everyone uncomfortable. It's the elephant in the corner. Usually, people do not consider death until they have up-close and personal experiences with death (of a friend, a relative, old age). Yet, considering our own death might actually benefit us in living well. Yoga practice is about non-attachment, yet life (and living) is our biggest attachment. How do we become comfortable with this contradiction? There is a belief in Yogic philosophy that one aspect of our being is deathless. Can you imagine which part of you that might be?

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